What makes a person feel it’s ok
To take another and throw them away?

What makes a person full of love, hate and pain
Act on the notion of running away?

What in a lifetime can cause such disdain
Leaving you broken and wrenching with pain?

What are the moments that lead to this time
When everyone around you must bow to your mind?

Left in our anguish to wither away
Life all around me has drifted away.

Sleep is the answer or is it a pill?
One that is peppered and harder to swill.

Life as I live it is harder each day
Just for one moment I wish I could play.

Left to my vices I drown in self pity
Life away, life away I’m just being silly.